Chapter 221 - 177: Xue Fusheng Knelt Down to Chu Bamboo

"So, what’s the truth?" Li Kang forced himself to be patient, waiting until Lu Jin’s family and Chu Bamboo finished talking before hastily interjecting.

"No rush..." Chu Bamboo took a deep look at the silent assailant, then turned to Madam Xue. "Xue Fusheng, when is he coming?"

"...How did you know about Xue Fusheng!" Madam Xue was startled, but then a look of understanding appeared in her eyes. "So you’d already guessed? Right... Given the sharpness and deductive skills you’ve shown, I suppose that’s normal."

In her original plan, it was supposed to be Xue Fusheng, herself, and Lu Muxue meeting with Chu Bamboo together! Ultimately, she had married out of the family. Although she handled some of the Xue Group’s expansion affairs, the main person in charge was, after all, the family’s direct heir.

Chu Bamboo just smiled noncommittally without answering. Lu Muxue quickly came to his rescue, "I’ll call my uncle right now!"

Lu Muxue took out her phone, pressed a few buttons, and then held it to her ear. "Uncle... Uh-huh, yes... We’re at the Police Chief Bureau in the Third District! You’re almost here? About... Okay!"

"He says it’ll be about two or three more minutes? He’s already parking at the entrance," Lu Muxue said, immediately looking at Chu Bamboo.

Seeing this, Wall Announcements had a flash of inspiration and quickly rushed out the door.

A few minutes later, he returned, leading Xue Fusheng into the captain’s office.

Xue Fusheng was dressed in a sharp suit. His features were quite similar to Lu Muxue’s—very delicate. After scanning the room, his gaze landed on Chu Bamboo and he spoke hurriedly, "Sis, is this..."

"Yes," Madam Xue affirmed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xue Fusheng rushed in front of Chu Bamboo and dropped to his knees with a THUD.

Li Kang: "!!!"

’Li Kang was completely stunned, almost thinking he was hallucinating. Wait... according to what was said earlier, this should be Lu Jin’s brother-in-law, right? Isn’t he from the Xue Family of Celestial Capital? No matter how you look at it, he’s no small fry... How could he just drop to his knees like that?’

He didn’t understand.

Xue Fusheng lowered his head, his voice serious. "You must be the Mr. Zhu from the shantytown redevelopment area, right? My sister told me about you. She said you’re a Kung Fu master! A gangster godfather! That you single-handedly built up that entire area."

"You saved my sister’s life, and my dear niece’s life... I really don’t know how to thank you... How about I kowtow to you?"

At that, a muscle in Chu Bamboo’s eye twitched. He grabbed Xue Fusheng by the shoulder. "What do I want you kowtowing for? You could have at least offered some money!"

"I have money! I have lots and lots of money..." Xue Fusheng pulled a black card from his jacket and held it up respectfully. "Please, accept this!"

"I think you have ulterior motives." Chu Bamboo didn’t take it. He glanced sideways at Xue Fusheng and sneered. His understanding of this second-generation Xue heir was enough for him to guess what all these theatrics were about. "Just say what you want!"

"...You saw right through me!" Seeing this, Xue Fusheng gave a sheepish smile, a light flashing in his eyes. "Um, can I... ask you to be my master!"

If he didn’t have this in mind, he would have certainly been moved to tears with gratitude, but he absolutely wouldn’t have just knelt without a second thought.

"..." Chu Bamboo wasn’t surprised at all. He knew it. ’Or rather, people who like novels about things like Dragon King’s Son-in-law and Kung Fu tend to have this sort of inclination... I even know that Xue Fusheng has searched all over Celestial Capital, visiting every major sect in hopes of becoming a disciple.’

’The reason he failed... hmm, considering Xue Fusheng’s status, it’s most likely because he’s a normal person! Maybe he was tested and found to have no aptitude? Or maybe an elder in his family, a Transcendent, thought it was too dangerous and forbade it? So...’

"Let’s not talk about that for now!" Chu Bamboo held up a finger, wagging it gently before pointing at the expressionless woman. "First, take a look at this assailant!"

"You’re the one who almost killed my sister— Huh!?" Xue Fusheng’s words, filled with rage and killing intent, were cut short. His eyes froze, his face a mask of disbelief. He rubbed his eyes and looked again.

After a few breaths, his body began to tremble violently with anger. "You! How could you."

"...What is your relationship with her?" Madam Xue sensed something was wrong. Her gaze sharpened, and her voice took on a stern, scolding tone.

Xue Fusheng instantly shrank back. Never mind him, even Lu Jin, who was still on the phone and hadn’t hung up, instinctively shuddered. He only dared to listen, not saying a word.

"Keeping her as a mistress?" Chu Bamboo slowly fanned the flames from the side.

"...Start talking!" Madam Xue took two deep breaths, trying to calm down, but felt the fire in her heart only growing stronger. She touched her cheek, where a piece of gauze was taped.

Although she had indeed escaped with her life this time, and wasn’t even seriously injured, her face had still been cut. Before coming to the Police Chief Bureau, she had already gone to a clinic in the wealthy part of the Third District for treatment. The diagnosis was that it might leave a scar...

Even with her tough spirit, Madam Xue’s mood couldn’t help but sink upon hearing this. It was just that she couldn’t possibly put on a sour face in front of her savior, but now...

"Don’t tell me this was a crime of passion because of you!" Madam Xue’s voice was chilling. She naturally didn’t believe her foolish brother would want to kill her.

"Long Mei, why! Can’t we talk things out properly?" Xue Fusheng’s expression shifted, and he finally ran up to the woman, his voice trembling. "I’ve treated you well!"

"Kill me or cut me up, do as you please!" Finally, Long Mei spoke for the first time since being captured, her voice calm and hoarse.

"You... you..." Xue Fusheng pointed a trembling finger at Long Mei.

"Oh, this actually has nothing to do with a crime of passion!" Just then, Chu Bamboo, having enjoyed the show long enough, slowly explained from the sidelines, "Because Brother Long’s current public identity is... a member of the Hehuan Sect."

The moment he said this, the room fell silent. Everyone’s expression froze. The amount of information contained in that one sentence was simply too immense...

However, in the next instant, the perpetually cold assailant abruptly looked up, staring at Chu Bamboo in astonishment. But she quickly realized her mistake, lowering her head again and letting her expression return to one of indifference.

But everyone there was sharp... They could read a lot into her reaction!

"Hehuan Sect..." A shadow passed over Madam Xue’s eyes. ’Was she... a mole deliberately planted by my brother’s side by the Shoe Sect?’

"Brother Long, Long Mei..." Lu Muxue, however, was focused on another question. After hesitating for a good while, she couldn’t suppress her curiosity and looked at Chu Bamboo. "Ah Zhu, why... do you call her Brother Long?"

"Oh, because he’s from the Human-Demon Workshop!" Chu Bamboo said casually. ’In a certain reset timeline, I went to the Human-Demon Workshop to check it out. Of course, my only goal was to dig up intel on the Hehuan Sect and, while I was at it, to harshly critique them! I went with very serious intentions... just like my past visits to Louwailou Restaurant.’

He glanced at the still-clueless Lu Muxue. "Human-Demon? You don’t get it? Well, you can think of it as... he was originally a man..."

Lu Muxue: "?"

Lu Muxue, after it registered: "!!!"

Xue Fusheng, who had been downcast and hadn’t yet snapped out of his daze and disbelief, stiffened. He subconsciously cleaned out his ear and stared blankly at Chu Bamboo.

His lips moved. He subconsciously wanted to argue, but then he looked at the assailant, whose head was bowed even lower, saying nothing, seemingly admitting it by default. "..."

Xue Fusheng: "????"